Archive for February, 2014


OMG!

Where’d my post go?

I have just woken from a wonderful nap, ready to put the finishing touches to a great post, and I find that it is all a dream…

passistas-mirins-desfilam-pela-beija-flor-na-sapucai-2022012-1329725911551_956x500Meanwhile, back in reality.

Today is the first day of Carnaval.

Not the ‘big-people’s’ Carnaval, but the ‘little-people’s’. Tonight Carnaval stars with the mirins parade; the parade of the ‘little-people’. Seventeen Samba Schools will parade the kids through Sapucai, just like the real thing.

But not just here in Rio, all over the country, kids will be wiggling to the sound of samba.

But let’s back up  a little…

Earlier today I had great plans to catch up on yesterday’s PC drama, I planned to post like a crazy man, but I never got there.

The first problem was that I hadn’t realised what a daunting task it is to start XP from scratch, I became quite despondent.

Secondly, there was that wonderful smell of a churrasco (BBQ) wafting through the window, being driven by my wonderful 50cm fan, engulfing me, offering me relief from my despondency.

The only sensible thing to do was to go and investigate.

I put on my shorts, and poked my head out the gate. Sure enough they were having a BBQ at the botequim (bar) next door.

They saw me. Immediately recognising a possible participant; I was summoned… I obeyed the call. I am so weak.

I had planned grilled rump steak for lunch, it was in the fridge marinating, so a BBQ lunch wasn’t far adrift from my plans.

sauza_tequila_silverSo, I BBQed, I ate and I drank until it was my turn at the BBQ. I cooked, I ate and I drank a little more.

My bottle of Tequila made an appearance, along with the traditional lemon (green ones) and salt.

At 2pm, I decided it was time, and went home for a nap, waking at 5pm. My plans of posting like a crazy man followed me to the bar and stayed there.

Yesterday, I mentioned GMO babies, I said it was an American thing, I was wrong, it was British. I don’t feel too bad about accusing the Americans, because, let’s face it, it’s the type of thing Americans would do, but the British beat them to it this time.

I follow a cheese blog. It’s not at all cheesy, actually it is a great blog. But today a flippant remark by the blogger mentioned cheese and Papua New Guinea in the same sentence.

Now that made me wonder…

How do you equate this…

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and penis sheaths…

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with cheese.

So I googled it and got this…

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And got a page full of blank.

Given this information, I assumed correctly that cheese and Papua New Guinea don’t mix.

Moving right along, I must make coffee. My head is still a little woozy from the excesses of earlier.

Later.

Another Late Night

I am more than a little behind today.

Up until 3am installing XP again. Yes, the PC decided it wasn’t going to PC anymore and shut down. So I missed the second half of the Flamengo/Emelec (Ecuador) game. It was a good result, 4 or 5-1.

Up at 7am and off to work to get the driver for my router. Installed it, finally got a signal. Transmitting, but not receiving.

Aaaarrrggghhh!

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Trouble free motoring

My server-type guy came around, plugged in his laptop… Perfect.

Turns out that the ethernet plug on my motherboard is stuffed.

Aaaarrrggghhh! again

Rush into town, buy a new ethernet board, R$31, get home, installed it, and XP didn’t want to recognise it.

Aaaarrrggghhh! again

Finally, after threatening to drop kick it out the window, it decided to cooperate… and here I am, just in time to tell you why I haven’t been around all day before I go back to work.

Got a heap of emails and comments to see to later tonight. I’ll get round to you all, and thanks for hanging in there.

gmo-babies-engineered-in-labs-gorillawireYou remember all the kerfuffle about GMO crops… That’s nothing, the Americans are talking about GMO babies. Yes, you read right, BABIES.

Must get ready to go…

Later.

I should, but I don’t want to

I should go to class today, but I don’t want to. I am lacking the impetus, and if I can get my student on the phone, I won’t. It’s too hot.

I have just come back from the supermarket. On a hot day that’s tiring. I had to go, I have been meaning to go since Saturday, but put it off to Sunday, then Monday I was determined and I had my PC drama, so that scotched that idea. Tuesday wasn’t a goer, because I had an earlier class than normal.

It's green

It’s green

I don’t normally drink vodka, but today I saw an apple flavoured one, R$6, so I thought why not? Let’s do something daring.

An American couple have unearthed a hoard of 1,427 gold coins in mint condition buried under a tree. It’s estimated that the value is over $10m.

I must start looking at trees a little closer for a rusty tin.

The pope is worried over the violence in Venezuela, what about the Venezuelans? He suggested dialogue… LOL, that’s a laugh. Dialogue is useful when you are dealing with intelligent people, not psychotic despots; they prefer monolgue. Interesting to note that a party loyal has now criticised Maduro and the violence he has created.

A group of Brazilians afiliated to Anonymous have threatened to disrupt official websites for the FIFA World Cup as an extension of the protests over the government’s extravagant spending on the cup.

Can’t raise my student on the phone, looks like I’ll have to put my big-boy pants on and go.

Later.

Stop it!

I was hopeful this would happen when installing XP yesterday... but it didn't

I was hopeful this would happen when installing XP yesterday… but it didn’t

Stop it now! I had hoped that once the Sochi Olympics were over, that the noise would die down.

But Sochi is over, Pussy Riot is in jail again, Russia is back to normal.

I surprised myself. I had lunch at lunch time. I have to stop doing these strange things it will upset my equilibrium. I don’t want to stay on the straight and narrow, it’s boring… it’s normal.

Can you guarantee they're safe?

Can you guarantee they’re safe?

A spectre rising again from the horsemeat scandal a few months back, has reported that an Irish company was not only putting horsemeat but using putrid green meat in it’s hamburger patties.

Now I know why I don’t buy hamburger patties, but make them from freshly minced beef from the supermarket; I watch then mince it.

I just read that Disney’s Magic Kingdom raised the price to $99 a day. Now I understand why I have never been there. I wouldn’t pay $5.

Must have a nap before work.

Later.

They’re Playing Funny Buggers

I had just opened the post page and the net went down. Then it came up again, then down again, now it’s back on. Somebody’s playing funny buggers.

Then…

I feel I've been screwed by something strange

I feel I’ve been screwed by something strange

Proof that it is Monday.

The PC shut down.

That was 3:30… It’s now after 8pm. More than four hours of pure frustration. Finally reinstalled XP because that damned sys.config.thingy cracked up again. The partial reinstall fixed it.

Now where was I? A good question. I had a rough idea what I was going to post today, but after four hours, it’s gone.

Another hot day, but it cooled late in the afternoon, enough for me to sit in the praça and have a beer while pondering PC problems. I think this PC has past it’s ‘best-by’ date, and time to consider another alternative. But, be assured, it won’t involve Windows 7 or 8.

Homer Philosophy , Plaster Head, covered CobwebsYesterday’s plans I consider a success. It does one good to have a day of total relaxation, a day to brush aside the cobwebs.

According to the news, nothing happened.

The BBC News didn’t even change headlines all day Sunday, so one can only assume that nothing happened.

Bit different this morning. Russia has got it’s tits in a tangle now that their puppet is a wanted man instead of being president of the Ukraine. It seems as though Ukraine could be leaning toward the EU again and that is more than likely to miff the Russians.

The Ugandan president signed into law the new laws relating to homosexuals. Making it the country with the most draconian laws on the matter in the world.

plane3Remember the old DC-10, a much maligned and problem prone aircraft. The last one flew from Bangladesh to England yesterday. Many of these aircraft crashed with big losses of lives.

It was an Air New Zealand one that crashed into Mount Erebus in the Antarctic killing all aboard. I remember that night, I had just started work on night shift and heard the news that it was overdue, then presumed missing; a traumatic night.

Later.

Whining Along

wine-timeSunday, day of relaxation until 4pm, then it’s football.

I have chosen three bottles of wine for today, they may all get opened, although I don’t plan to drink all three (don’t want to add my pickled liver to the menu).

They will be accompanied by an all-day cheese board of Camembert, Brie, local crap, Roquefort, bacon crispies, salami, olives, grapes, Carpaccio rolls filled with asparagus and cream cheese and crackers.

The crackers are whole wheat, so at least that’s healthy. That’s a bit like saying, “I’ll have a giant burger, wings, fries and a diet coke.”

The wines…  a French Blanc de Blancs, a Chilean Merlot Reserve, and a Riesling from the South of Brazil.

The debauchery will start as soon as I have finished blogging, so don’t expect too much more from me today. Although I may wend my way through comments and even answer some.

It won’t really matter what state I’m in for the football (soccer), because the game is between… I don’t know, but the important game (my team Flamengo) was yesterday, Flamengo 2 Madureira 0, which means Flamengo is at the top of the table in the Carioca Championship (Rio state). So the game today is  Fluminense vs Botafogo (I looked it up), while it is considered a classic match, is a matter of interest only.

Sochi is nearly over. I have seen some of the events, the ones that were on the news as being of interest to Brazilians. I have certainly not seen these games as Olympics because of the political implications and the Russian repression of homosexuals. I was also disgusted at the attitude of the Russian deputy prime minister in dismissing the attacks on the Pussy Riot members when they were filmed and I consider a criminal aggression on the part of Cossack security forces. The whole Russian attitude pissed me off and took away any chance of enjoyment or interest.

Mind you, the Russian attitude has been pissing me off for a while now, with their constant vetoing of UN proposals to put an end to the Syrian crisis.

It’s a shame that the games had to be blighted in this manner.

My personal opinion is that games of import (including Formula One, etc) should not be awarded to countries with unhealthy human rights activities. In this I don’t only mean Russia, but China and even the USA with its NSA spying abuses. They are all tarred with the same brush.

I have two more blogs upon which I will caste pearls before the swine, then it’s…

Later.

 

I Apologise

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A dead traction engine. This has nothing to do with the post, just to take your mind off… you know who

To all those who have spent a lifetime trying to forget Shari Lewis and Lamb Chop, or at least pushing them far back into cerebrum so as to not have instant recall. It was truly a mean trick on my part… I promise I will never mention them again.

I’m late today because after I had finished most of my blogging, the net went down. So I watered my plants, I did the dishes, I cooked a quick late breakfast, put on my shorts and went to the botequim for a beer; it was the only sensible thing to do.

When I returned, the net was back on. See, beer does fix everything.

Wonderful old beasts of burden. I decided that a traction engine could be featured, such steam-powered glamour has gone the way of many things in our lives.

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I remember these behemoths way back in my childhood; belching smoke as they sped along at all of 8mph. Now you maybe lucky to see one in a transport museum, and probably static at that. Theoretically, I could have driven one; my drivers license was valid for solid rubber tyres. But I would have had no more idea about the ‘steam’ stuff than fly to the moon.

The latest fad; neknominate. Apparently it is taking a selfie video, while downing an alcoholic beverage, then nominating/challenging someone to do the same idiotic trick. I’m not sure of the ins and outs, but it has led to some deaths, so it is dangerous. If you are challenged, or have the urge, please don’t. Alcoholic beverages are for civilised people, not intended for the  foolhardiness of youth to show off their prowess, however dubious that might be.

I found this that might help explain: People record themselves chugging or “necking” — usually beer — often doing something else extreme at the same time. Then they nominate others to out-drink them.” – CBCNews

Mind you, I can remember some of the silly drinking games of my youth; Colonel Huff (sometimes referred to as Cardinal Puff), is one that springs to mind. Guaranteed to get you trunker than you dink you are. I can remember yodelling out the barracks window at some ungodly hour after one session. Oh, I was as drook as a cog. The most embarrassing part was being made to wash down the barracks wall by the duty corporal in front of the rest of the flight.

In fact, if I remember rightly, that was the last time I ever played Colonel Huff…

On that note I will say…

Later.

 

Back to Normal

normalLOL, define ‘normal’

What I mean is that it is about that time when I would normally offer you some of the juicy tidbits of the day here in Brazil.

Please don’t infer by the title that I am in any way ‘normal’, I will hotly refute it. I tried it once, it was boring, so I became a blogger.

After my early, bloody early start for the day, I did eventually enter ‘sleep mode’ again, only to be woken at 4am by my neighbour retrieving his car from my garage. Back to sleep mode.

A paella should look like this, mine didn't

A paella should look like this, mine didn’t

I woke later than normal.

Blogged a little.

Decided that I should try again to pay the rent.

Went to a restaurant for lunch and had a wonderful paella; and beer. Mine didn’t look exactly like that, the mussels were out of the shell, as were the shrimps, and it was more soupish; but drain off the excess juice and it was okay over rice.

The cool has gone, the hot is back. Not quite as hot as the past weeks, yet. But we have been promised increasing temps until Sunday.

whats-appI see Google has bought WhatsApp. I have no idea of WhatsApp is, but apparently it is the world’s most popular app.

How on earth did I ever get by without it?

One of the attractions of WhatsApp is that it doesn’t have advertising… didn’t have advertising.

That’ll change.

Not everybody appreciates art.

Hot in the news is the cleaner at an exhibition in southern Italy, cleaned. As a result, part of the exhibition that was made of cardboard and on the floored got ‘cleaned’ and ended up being taken away by the local rubbish truck.

The Ukraine president has realised he’s in a no-win situation and has made an agreement with the protesters to hold elections this year.  I now wonder if/when Venezuela’s ‘president’ (in quotes because he was never legally elected) will come to the same conclusion, or is he still delusional?

I mentioned sockpuppets the other day. Andrew commented how bad Shari Lewis was, and I realised that I have spent a lifetime pushing this memory to the back of my mind, only to find I have failed.

So I am going to ruin the day for those of you who have similarly spent a lifetime trying to forget…

Actually, it’s quite funny until the singing.

Later.

It’s 3bloodyam!

creativemugs22…and I am drinking coffee.

It’s a celebratory type coffee after having just won another two hour PC battle.

I could be drinking whisky, or something else, but I don’t do that a lot on my own.

I woke just before 1am, there had been a power cut, and I had tried to reboot PC. PC had other ideas. PC had decided it didn’t want to be a PC at 1am, nor at 2am.

It had lost a sys.exe.thingy, couldn’t be found.

xp3I finally managed to boot up the XP disk and tried to load it, eventually by trial and error it reloaded XP… right until the end; then it told me that Line 0 was corrupt and couldn’t proceed. I was about like “AAARRRGGGHHH!” to the max. I hit ‘close’. I didn’t hit it, so much as punched it.

Desperation, despondency, deprivation!

The low and behold… PC started to reboot all by itself. Everything was as it should be, even the wi-fi was flickering hopefully.

Windows XP sprang into life, the desktop appeared just as I had left it. Obviously the sys.exe.thingy had been recovered in the XP reload attempt.

So I am now drinking coffee at 3am, and again at 3:30am.

I am going back to bed and reboot sleep mode.

I’ll probably post again later. This was just a ‘get-it-off-my-chest’ post.

I feel better.

Later.

It’s Thursday

That’s about the mosmile over the humpst important thing so far today.

Not done much.

2x coffee

2x toast for breakfast

2x salad sandwiches for lunch

2x nap

And now I’m here and it’s almost time to toddle off to class.

The best thing is, I’m over the hump, and the weekend starts tomorrow.

Not really a post, more an apology for one.

Later.

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